Curious

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"Hi.." I say slowly in disbelief. She's Juan's ex. And she's stunning.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry, I saw Juan's car and thought maybe he was inside of it. I wasn't sure because of the tinted windows." I almost grimace at hearing her call Juan by his name. She has a thick accent. Thicker than Juan's.

I shake my head, "No, he's uh, in there." I point towards the house, "Sorry, I didn't catch your name. What is it?" I ask.

She extends her hand for me to take, "Maricella. You can call me Mari. You're..."

I take her hand before finishing her sentence, "Adrianna." I give her a tight smile.

"I really don't do handshakes. Screw it, come give me a hug!" she backs away from the door and extends her arms excitedly.

My mouth almost drops to the floor. Is this girl serious? She kissed my boyfriend and now she wants to act like we're the best of friends. I don't want to come off as a bitch so very hesitantly, fake smile plastered on my face I get out of the car, shut the door, and go into her embrace. She hugs me tightly while I on the other hand just pat her back slowly.

"I'm really sorry." my eyes widen at her apology.

When she lets go of me I clear my throat, "It's fine. Juan and I ar-"

I'm cut off by her, "I just really don't feel that you and Juan are a perfect match. I don't think he's genuinely happy with you."

My mouth probably hits the floor for sure this time, "Excuse me?" I ask in disbelief. Did she really just say that?

She nods, "I don't think he's happy with you. At all. I just wanted to kiss him to see if it would make him realize what he was missing out on with you." she gives me a fake smile.

Who in the actual fuck does she think she is?! "Okay, listen here Mari Juan and I are perfectly fine. There was no need for you to go around kissing a man who isn't yours. Not anymore at least." I cross my arms over my chest as I narrow my eyes at her.

She looks taken back, "Sweetie, i've known Juan far longer than you have. I know he would be better off with somebody else..." she defends.

I scoff, "Who? With you?" I laugh, "He doesn't want you! You're the one who broke up with with him. Don't try to get him back just because you see how great he's doing right now. You couldn't be a supportive girlfriend then, so don't try coming back into his life. It's pathetic. And sad." I turn to go back into the car when I remember that she just said I don't know my own boyfriend, "Oh and by the way, you don't know Juan. You may have known him years ago but you don't know him now. I know him. And I know he's happy with me."

She's about to shoot back at me when Juan emerges from the house. His eyes are slightly red and puffy. We both turn our full attention to him. When his eyes wander to the car he slows down when he sees Maricella and I a mere five feet away from each other. When he gets closer I see her open her arms wide for him. He ignores her attempt at getting a hug and wraps an arm around my waist before placing a kiss on the top of my head, "Is everything alright out here?" Juan asks me.

Before I can answer Maricella is already talking, "Everything if fine! I was just telling Adrianna how much I loved her top." she gives me a fake smile, "Right?"

I roll my eyes, "Uh-huh. Sure. Let's go?" I look up at Juan with hopeful eyes.

He plants a soft kiss on my lips, "Yeah." when I look back at Maricella her eyes are full of jealously. I almost feel bad for her. Almost.

"Be honest, what was that all about?" Juan asks after we've left.

I shrug, "We just talked for a few minutes before you came out." I decide not to tell Juan what an absolute bitch his little ex is because if I tell him he's going to try to confront her about it and the last thing I need is Juan being anywhere near that snake. "So, how did it go in there?" I ask, trying desperately to change the subject before he starts asking more questions.